The General Specific – Band Of Horses – letras

If your trials end, are really getting you downWe had a close call, I didn’t even see it, then another one, I hardly believed it at all.What the writers say, it means shit to me now.Plants and animals, we’re on a bender when it’s 80 degrees, the end of December was coming on,Only for you and me.When the showing up ends, going back to the south, where hungry necks that I know, and runnin’A blender in a lightning storm, disguised as a blessing I’m sure.Knowing up here, there comes a fork in the road, pants have gotta go, we’re on an island onThe fourth of July, looks like the tide is going home.In time I’d find a little way to your heart, down to the general store for nothing specific,Gonna wash my bones in the Atlantic shore – only for you and me